Painful Pregnancy

Well, the pregnancy is getting rougher and rougher on me and my body.  Yesterday and today were miserable.  Church lasts for 3 hours, but the past couple Sundays felt like it was much longer.  Today, I was recovering and was not doing a very good job at it.  I was nauseous most of the day and my sciatica (on both sides) has been hurting a LOT lately and today was really rough.  Maybe it was the nausea that made it seem worse, or vice versa, I don't know, but I'm thankful today's almost over.  I'm hoping to wake up to a better day tomorrow.

Anyway, I'm upset that I missed posting yesterday.  I've been doing such a good job at keeping up with it, but yesterday was just too much for me.  Today's about shot as well and so am I, but I wanted to post something, so I'm posting my painful rant.

I've only got about 2 months to go before the baby comes.  Hopefully I'll be able to keep up with most everything and not get put on bed rest like I did when I was pregnant with Buggaboo.  But puffy feet have settled in and they don't seem to be going away anytime soon.  Putting my feet up doesn't seem to be working much either.

But it's the sciatica that's truly stopping me from doing much of anything.  It's hard to keep up with the house and meals and things of that nature when you can barely walk.  I couldn't even lift my right leg yesterday afternoon (which causes an issue when I'm trying to climb into bed and can't, or trying to step in and out of the tub and can't lift my leg high enough to do so) and today has been iffy at best with being able to get around.

Hubby's been great with giving massages when I need them and helping out more, so has Big Bubby.  He's been a great help with Buggaboo and with meals and such.  I just don't know what I'd do without them.

Anyway, I felt the need to vent my painful frustrations this evening.  I apologize for a less than happy post.  But I do have some projects coming up.  Some frugal living stuff, a few recipes, and a crochet project or two that are WIP's that I want to share as soon as I can take some photos.  Thanks for hanging in there with me. Good night, all.

Artsy-Fartsy-itis

Ya know... honestly, I wish I was more creative.  And when the spark does happen (rare that it is) I wish I would actually write the idea down.  Everyone thinks I'm creative and a few actually show some jealousy at times toward my creativity.  But the truth is... I'm not.  (I can take a base idea and run with it, adding, tweaking, etc. but coming up with something new?  Meh, not lately)  Or, at least, I don't think so... not anymore.  I may have been in my younger years, but now?  Not so much.  Not after surfing the web (more precisely, Pinterest.com) for ideas. 

Wow, can I get totally distracted by that website.  I just love it and can get so lost in it.  The amazing things that people have and find on the web are overwhelming.  Especially when I go through and find a ton of really cool, fun and interesting crafty and artsy-fartsy ideas. 

Then I get a bit depressed.  When was the last time I came up with a cool craft?  When did I become so unimaginative, so unproductive? 

I've come to one conclusion...

Technology.

As much as I love it, use it, come to rely on it and refuse to ever give up completely, I believe that the technology that we, or at least, I, use is somewhat a major factor in my lack of creativity. 

I used to read a lot and lately, I'm lucky to get a page or two read in a month.  Of course, the other determining factor lately is a little one-year-old who runs the house.  But this Disease of Lacocreativity (lack-of-creativity, for those who didn't get it) happened years before I had kids.

So, what to do?

Well, I could always look up crafty ideas on the web to spark my creativity.... oh... wait... no, that doesn't exactly work, now does it?  That's like an alcoholic taking a drink to get up the nerve to quit drinking.  Not quite the most ideal solution.

Any ideas?

Well, this is something I believe that I will need to ponder on more.  (although I'm open to suggestions.  It's not like I'm going to give up the computer!)  Maybe it's time to get a new book to read more and break out the paint and brushes again... now where did I put those...?

My 2 Cents on (New) Motherhood

5.) Advice to new mothers.

Mama Kat’s Writing Prompt

Sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep!  I can’t stress that enough… I don’t mean to do nothing but sleep.  You’re a new mom and you certainly have your hands full.  But I was told to “Sleep when the baby sleeps.” and I ignored it.  Boy, was that a bad call on my part.  I figured, “Yeah, right, but I’ve got tons of stuff that I want and need to do!”  Pppttthhhhh!  I’d try to do something, figuring that I’d do “whatever” for just a few minutes, then take a nap.  HA!  Just as I’d be wrapping up getting ready to lie down, WAAAAA!!!!!  There’s the baby.  Up and cranky and hungry with a full diaper.  (honestly, I’ve never seen anyone pee as much as my son!  But that’s another post. LOL)  Hours later, I’d finally get him back to sleep and finally get my 15 minutes of snooze-time before it would start all over again.



One day old

And you’ve heard about this PPD crap, right?  The Post-partum depression that some women suffer from… well, everyone gets moody, right?  You just had a baby, your hormones are all out of whack, you’re having anxiety because this is your first or because it’s just such a tiny, helpless thing, and you just feel a bit out of sorts.  Well, don’t let it get out of hand.  A few weeks of that is usually normal, but if it goes past that, don’t hesitate to talk to your doctor.  Even if you feel totally stupid about it.  I was told this same piece of advice.  I didn’t listen.  Now my baby is one year old and I’m a total basket case and on meds with a full-blown case of PPD and PPA (post-partum depression and post-partum anxiety.)

So, to recap, SLEEP WHEN THE BABY SLEEPS and BE TOTALLY HONEST WITH YOUR DOCTOR ABOUT YOUR EMOTIONS, THOUGHTS, FEELINGS, ETC. 

Yes, I’m yelling because no one yelled at me, no one checked up on me, I didn’t have any close female support, so I missed out on some really wonderful bonding time with my son because I was emotionally distant and unable as well as physically exhausted.  Please don’t let that happen to you.

I’m getting better now and I’ve bonded with my son, but I’m sorry that I let it go so long and I’m still exhausted, but I take more naps now! 

So, to the new mothers reading this, congratulations on your new Little One, be sure to take as good of care of yourself as you do for your baby.



Amazing how much he's changed in one year, isn't it?!



Lost my Mojo....

Mojo = Motivation, inspiration, creative genius, enthusiasm for life.

I've lost it.  Gone.  Not sure where it went.  I'm pretty sure it will return, eventually.  It's done this before.  Left without saying a word, stayed away for months at a time, until one day it just shows up. 

I know why it left.  My sister passed away.  She was only 60.  Too young and too good of a person.  But then, isn't that the way? 

So, here I am, without my mojo.  I just really have no desire for anything at the moment.  I'll be fine one minute, then burst into tears... or just find myself staring into space, just wanting to be alone. 

Of course, I can't, I have a husband and kids, but now and then I get a moment or two of solitude.  Wonderful, quiet, blessed solitude.  Usually in the shower or the middle of the night when everyone's asleep. 

So, anyway, just in case anyone stopped by and gave a crap, I thought I'd let you know why I hadn't posted in a while.  Besides, it felt good to type it out.  And if you actually read this far, thanks.